Emily Raso

Emily Raso Jun 2018

Atomic

It’s as if you appeared in my view from a spark in a flame.
Turning this world I once knew, deranged. I’ll try to rearrange these fragile pieces together,
as you provide the glue,
sealing it forever.
Time isn’t time at all when your presence infiltrates mine,
a blast from an atomic bomb couldn’t stand a chance,
with a sharp glance from your eyes. You create a shield for space and time.

Emily Raso Jun 2018

Comfort clouds

How is it that sadness within resurrects a calming feel. The grey clouds overlook you. They creep in the moments of joyful solitude, in the midst of the day. Sneaking behind, a shadows view. Nothing is everything, everything is you. Stand on the peak of a distant rock, like a balance beam supports your changing pull. Back and forth ready to fall, crumbling beneath, down comes unstable walls. I cannot feel what seems to be real. In this vast moment I reach, I grab, I settle with my view. A grey cloud is comforting when it’s what you are used to.

#depression

Emily Raso Feb 2018

The Cure

I can feel the growing of a new disease.
Crept in the corner,
A dust bunny collecting my failed dreams.
I just want to fill my cup of loneliness with another artificial sweetener.
oh the feeling of Instagram,
the tap of a button and eurpihoa shoots straight through my veins,
Everybody wants somebody to admire their widths and curves, as if validation of someones admiration is the cure.

Emily Raso Jun 2017

Triggered

The plane from above passes my bedroom window at the same hour everyday. Memories brew, my thoughts are allude. My phone against my ear, boarding on that plane. You told me you loved me, you'd never feel the same. Soft music plays as the pilot intertwines words about the flight and arrival time. Recalling, falling, drifting on a highway of past words. You cried, and so did I. Then the plane took off, I was in the sky.

Emily Raso Apr 2017

Untitled

I see, the complexities of the cities. Street signs, direct you and have no pity. Follow, your heart and always be witty. Do not let harsh societies steal your priorities. Search for the everlasting gaze of uncertainty, reach in the pockets of mystery and touch the heart of eternity. Life is changing, you are a creation from gold, the hard world, will try to damper your soul. I find a moment, when the sun shines through the trees, and I can't help but smile and drop down to my knees. nothing matters more than this moment. Just breathe.

Emily Raso Mar 2017

The Last Sunset

Standing on this concrete step,
looking at the last light that shines from the sun set.
A fleeting feeling, Adapts into inner revealing.
I am letting go,
This moment,
I catch a glimpse,
this moment I repent.

Regret, a word that holds me like you did.
Embarrassment, caresses me.

I must gather the last bright light from the sun.
Memorize its radiation,
Memorize each spark reflecting validation.
I will take it with me, on the road of self discovery.

Emily Raso Feb 2017

Untitled

I was designed, with the perfect fragments,
crisp ice in your lemonade.
the bright light shining through your window pane.
I'm the last sip, you're thirsty for more.
The undying gift, forever giving more.
The particles that reside inside, gold flakes.
Heavens sake, the earth quakes. I am your biggest mistake.
I embody, your body with every breakable bone.
I am made of stone, you are made of dust,
collecting on me, with every slight touch.